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My Fair Lady

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My Fair Lady

My Fair Lady

My fair lady, distant yet near,
Is the lily of the valley, like the bright morning star.
My fair lady, so true so dear,
Is the epitome of creation, dearest of them all.

She look me in the eyes and whisper in my ear,
'Awaken love my darling, for it so desires,'
Touching you so gently, you burn like fire,
Your passions, your lions fueling your desires.
Fragrance of your perfume blossoming the air,
Your taste more delightful than precious myrrh.

Free as the night without distractions of the day,
My fair lady approaches, she's ready to play.
Her lips dropped sweetness, her soft eyes like doves,
Her breasts twin towers, her orchid like myrrh.

Fifty queens there may be and a hundred concubines,
But my love my fair one is the goddess of them all.
Come, my love, let us go to the country side,
let us enter your vineyard and let it flow like nectar,
My sweet divine.

Roughrouge

Untamed Passion

passion is the fountain of youth; treat it like a rare gem and it'll never lose it potential

Untamed Passion

it'll be my pleasure...had a few published

Untamed Passion

yw. thanks for reading & responding

Untamed Passion

Ah luv it exists, it's not just wistful thinkingwink

Untamed Passion

lol. that's good

Untamed Passion

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Untamed Passion

I hunt for you with untamed passion
Nocturnal desires coming alive like wild fire
I roam through the night searching restlessly
Like a lost soul that can never rest
Until its justified, pacified, satisfied

Ah, love, I want to discover your hidden pleasures
revelead on the lips of the night wind
Careless whisper thrown across the sky
Taunting, teasing, caressing, pleasing

I cannot rest until I find your sweet embrace
Desire clothe me like the night
Passion seeps into my soul capturing my heart in its hand
Wrapping its arms around me like chains

I want to drink of your pure wine
Until its intoxication sends me into bliss
I'm gripped by severe pangs of hunger
The likes of which only you can satisfy

Ah, love, what have you done to me?
Is it a spell you cast on me?
Your embrace keeps me mesmerized
As if in distant world, a distant land
Me, the mighty, thriving on conquest
Now conquered by your passionate nature

your wish is now my comand
I live only to serve you; to please you
My fervent prayer the air that I breathe
To love, I surrender all forever and for always

Roughrouge

damsel in distress - romantic

.....original....


Damsel In Distress

I am a budding princess, I'm ready to explore,
He took me to the garden, and whispered to me sweet words.
He look upon my innocence with his lascivious eyes,
And prowl upon my tender heart and filled me with desire.
He took me to the chapel, and looked me in the eyes,
And everything he told me, was just a dirty lie.

He made me many promises, none of which he kept,
And treat me like his doormat, upon his dirty step.
He tried to conceal his hatred, upon his lying lips,
But overwhlems me day and night with violence from those lips.

He became a bitter gall, sharp as a double-edged sword,
A wife of noble character, no longer her husband's crown.
I sleep with him at night, my heart aching for another,
I can't bear the thought of being with him forever.

His kindest acts are cruel, his actions no remorse,
His reckless words pierce my heart reaching to my bones.
And then I saw my fair one, and my life forever change,
And I knew within that instant, it would never be the same.

He took me by the hands, his touch a healing balm,
His plesant words are honycomb and music to my ear.
He took me to the bedroom and opened up my legs,
And cured my aching lyons, I hope it never ends.

He filled me with delight, day after day,
And place a smile upon my lips and sparkle in mine eyes.
How beautiful my lovely one, a treasure to behold,
His quiver filled with goldern arrows for me and me alone.

His perfume and his incense, overwhelms me with joy,
I am his lovely princess, the one whom he adornes.
His arms are now my refuge, his legs a tower of strength,
His chest a mighty fortress, on which I lay my head.

The fowler's snares and pestilence are now a distant memory,
For he is now my shinning knight and I his precious lady.
For he is now my shinning knight and I his precious lady.

Mark Hill 2007

hill.mark@yahoo.com

strength of a woman - romantic poem...must read

...Original Poem....

Strength Of A Woman

The fragnance of my charm , wafted about the house
As I waited for my lover, my lover to return.
I have taken off my robe, shall I put it on again?
I have washed my feet, must I soiled them again?

Then I heard him in the distance, my heart began to pound.
I got drunk with desire, intoxicated from beyond.
How beautiful his sandaled feet, his legs like graceful jewels
His navel a rounded goblet, his sword a swollen head.
His neck the ivory tower, his head a crown of gold
His eyes a pool's desire, awaiting for my love.

His hand upon the door latch, my lover has come home
He wants to plant his chosen fruit inside my aching lyons.
The fragnance of his maleness, made me giddy in the head
I will open up my orchid, to bury his purple head.
His fruit is such a sweet taste, upon my hungry tongue
He is a garden fountain, flowing like lebanon.

The sweet taste of his kisses, I'll cherish till it's morn,
The warmness of his body comfort me till kingdom come.
I opened up the door, my fingers dripping myrrh
My heart sank in sadness, my lover nowhere to be found.

I heard retreating footsteps, upon the pavement stone,
My lover has departed and left me all alone.
Dejected, I fell upon the floor,
My life a reeling madness,
My heart broken and torn.

Triumph and disaster has visit me today,
I've met with both imposters and treat them just the same.
I will not back down from adversity, but stare it in the eyes,
I will pick up all the broken pieces and put it all together.
I am a strong woman and will find my life's desire.
I am a strong woman and will find my life's desire.

Mark Hill 2007 kindly respond
hill.mark@yahoo.com

RE: Anyone there?

I'm here hon...want to chat?

romantic poem

...Original Poem....

Strength Of A Woman

The fragnance of my charm , wafted about the house
As I waited for my lover, my lover to return.
I have taken off my robe, shall I put it on again?
I have washed my feet, must I soiled them again?

Then I heard him in the distance, my heart began to pound.
I got drunk with desire, intoxicated from beyond.
How beautiful his sandaled feet, his legs like graceful jewels
His navel a rounded goblet, his sword a swollen head.
His neck the ivory tower, his head a crown of gold
His eyes a pool's desire, awaiting for my love.

His hand upon the door latch, my lover has come home
He wants to plant his chosen fruit inside my aching lyons.
The fragnance of his maleness, made me giddy in the head
I will open up my orchid, to bury his purple head.
His fruit is such a sweet taste, upon my hungry tongue
He is a garden fountain, flowing like lebanon.

The sweet taste of his kisses, I'll cherish till it's morn,
The warmness of his body comfort me till kingdom come.
I opened up the door, my fingers dripping myrrh
My heart sank in sadness, my lover nowhere to be found.

I heard retreating footsteps, upon the pavement stone,
My lover has departed and left me all alone.
Dejected, I fell upon the floor,
My life a reeling madness,
My heart broken and torn.

Triumph and disaster has visit me today,
I've met with both imposters and treat them just the same.
I will not back down from adversity, but stare it in the eyes,
I will pick up all the broken pieces and put it all together.
I am a strong woman and will find my life's desire.
I am a strong woman and will find my life's desire.

Mark Hill 2007 kindly respond
hill.mark@yahoo.com

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